Feng Huaijin looked at her, his heart suddenly tightening, as if his heart was hit by a falling star at the edge of the sky, so intense was the feeling.
Su Li sat down again, rubbing her hair, and murmured about the cost, wanting to calculate the price...
Drunk heavily, her brain couldn't compute for a moment.
Su Li pressed her flushed face against the dining table and said softly, "Forget it, I can afford it anyway. I have money."
A vein throbbed on Feng Huaijin's forehead, as she said she had money, he felt Su Li was hinting something to him...
She was sleeping deeply, lying on the table, while Feng Huaijin sat beside her, continuing to eat this delicious meal leisurely, looking up at the ever-passing starry sky.
It's known that on birthdays, you're supposed to make wishes.
Then... he wished that next year, on this day, everything would be the same as tonight.
